No way, really? Not alcoholized or anything?
Another reason to visit Teppy!
Willow ,'Get It Done'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
No way, really? Not alcoholized or anything?
Another reason to visit Teppy!
I like the people who say "But it will strip paint!" I tell them, "Well, that takes care of that paint I actually ingested, then."
I had a major Diet Coke habit for ~25 years. But I've recently switched to slightly fruity fizzy water instead. I still have a mug or two of coffee in the morning.
Vinegar cleans too.
No way, really? Not alcoholized or anything?
For real, non-alcoholic. One more reason it's our favorite bar (considering we go to a bar maybe 3 or 4 times a year, the term "favorite bar" might be a stretch, but this is pretty much the only bar we go to, because it's super queer-friendly).
::plots trip to visit Teppy::
::plots trip to visit Teppy::
Do it for the birch beer! And the taco district in my neighborhood. (Seriously, 3 hipster taco restaurants now. THREE. Madness!)
ION, I have a terrible affliction, my friends. Because Tim had never seen Arrested Development, we've been mainlining the DVDs thanks to the library (we're almost done with S2). And my affliction?
I've had "The Final Countdown" stuck in my head for WEEKS.
I have leftovers to eat in the hotel room. But no utensils, I just realized. Yes, I could go ask the restaurant for a fork, but I think I will attempt to use coffee stirrers as chopsticks.
Ooh, hipster taco places! I'm coming, lady.
I think I will attempt to use coffee stirrers as chopsticks.
This reminds me of the time I ordered room service in a crappy hotel in Wisconsin, and they brought everything but silverware and the apple pie I'd ordered with my meal.
When I called to tell them, they came back ten minutes later with AN ENTIRE APPLE PIE, and still no silverware.
My biggest hotel room tragedy, which I'm pretty sure is documented in a previous Natter, is when I came back with takeout cheesecake from the Cheesecake Factory, got back to my room, all settled in my pajamas, and then realized I had no fork.